Title: Destiny's New Path

Summary: A what if. What if it wasn't Revan on the Bridge when Malak fired on his Master's ship? Suddenly the Apprentice is betrayed by the Master, and Revan then infiltrates the ranks of the Jedi. The Dark Lords mission: turn Bastila to the Dark Side of the Force.

Disclaimer: George Lucas and Bioware own the basis of this FanFic. I am merely entertaining the idea that I am good at making Star Wars stories (stupid ideas).

Author's Note: Third from last chapter.

Chapter 22: Through Victory…

Bastila

I felt Revan's presence as she returned to the Star Forge. For a moment, I considered remaining where I was, using my Battle Meditation to help destroy the Republic. But then I felt the pull of the Force. She wanted to speak with me. So I broke my meditation and turned to walk to the hangar. Before I could so much as a step, the door opened and Revan walked in.

"Master, why have you come?" I asked. "Without my Battle Meditation, there is a slight chance, however slim, that the Republic will manage to break through our defences, and attack the Star Force."

"Do not worry, Bastila, this will not take long," Revan said. "I just thought you ought to know that Masters Zhar and Vandar are both dead." I felt a small flicker of grief upon hearing of the death of my old Master, but I quickly quashed it. Revan was my Master now, and I would serve her loyally.

"This is good new, Master?"

"Is that a question or a statement, Bastila?" Revan asked.

"This is good to hear, my Master." I said more confidently. Revan seemed satisfied. She turned to leave, and then stopped. "He is here." I said without thinking.

Revan only nodded. "Indeed. It seems fate is driving us to a battle with my traitorous apprentice." Revan turned back to me. "When he arrives, kill him." I said.

"Of…of course, my Lady Revan." I said, bowing to Revan.

"I sense fear Bastila…" Revan said, turning back to me, and I tensed. "Fear is one of the only two true human emotions, from which all other emotions come from. Fear will lead to anger, to jealousy, to hate. But fear can also be used to control others." She turned away, obviously finished speaking. "The power of the Star Forge is at your disposal, Bastila; use it." She turned to leave.

"Of course, Master. I will not fail you again." I bowed again, and she left.

I turned back to the gigantic map of the battle, and knelt in front of it, fusing my thoughts with the flow of the Force, merging with the battle, becoming one with it.

I reached out and touched the minds of the Republic soldiers, striking fear into their hearts and mind, thoughts of hopelessness. The Sith had amassed an army more then twice the size of the whole Republic Fleet. They stood no chance of winning against such unbeatable odds.

I gave the Sith the opposite of those thoughts. They had the advantage of sheers numbers as well as skill. They were about to win, to destroy the Republic once and for all. The Republic stood no chance…

I stood and activated my lightsaber so fast I was barely aware I'd done it, but just like that I blocked Malak's attack. I spun almost to fast for him to see and kicked him in the chest, then spun again and punched him in the throat.

"You should know better then to try and sneak up on a Sith Lord, Malak." I said. "At least, a Sith Apprentice." I smirked.

"You still have a chance, Bastila." Malak said. "Join me, be my Apprentice. Together we could destroy Revan and build our own empire."

I laughed. "I am loyal to Revan, and Revan alone." I said. "You are nothing but a speck beneath my boot." I struck, fast and hard at his chest. He blocked the attack and punched me in the face before dropping and kicking my legs out form under me.

As I fell backwards I called upon the Force, and caught myself in mid fall, pulling my legs over me and landing back on my feet. I did all this in about one second. Then the fight was back on. I parried his first attack and slashed at his hip. He made to block it, realizing seconds later it was a feint. Too late, I spun my lightsaber around, bringing the other end of it up to his shoulder. He backed up, and my lightsaber cut clean through the middle of his, cleaving it in half.

One half of his lightsaber stopped functioning completely, and the other seemed at only half power. I smirked, and pressed my attack against him. Strike after strike after strike, the Star Forge re-energizing me every time I got tired. He was almost beaten. Just a few more minutes and he would be dead.

What I didn't expect was for him to slam his fist into my chest, throwing me backwards. He obviously knew he didn't stand a chance against me, so he decided to cheat, and threw a flash grenade at me. Before I had a chance to shield my eyes it exploded right in front of me, throwing me backwards.

Dustil

I sprinted out of the elevator on the second floor of the Star Forge, where it's replicating facilities were. I approached the room Revan had directed me to. As soon as the two soldiers guarding the room had confirmed Revan had sent me, they stepped aside, allowing me to pass.

I walked over to the console and followed Revan's instructions, placing my hand on the Replication Scanner. I felt a tingling go up through my fingers, and pass through the rest of my body. Then, after a strange display of light effects, a pair of sleek black robes appeared inside some sort of metal box.

I walked over to the box, and, upon closer inspection saw that they were, in fact, a very dark shade of blue, with dark crimson thread woven into it at the edges, and a long flowing black cloak to go over it. Lying on top of the robes was a pair of black leather gloves and black boots. I grabbed the robes, gloves and boots, and ducked behind the console to get changed into them.

When I stepped out, I looked down on my new attire. They were alarmingly comfortable, far more then normal Dark Jedi Robes. No wonder Revan was always so dangerous in battle – the battle robes she wore were no doubt Star Forge made – I felt like I could take on Malak himself in those robes.

And speaking of Malak.

I looked up as both the Sith Soldiers suddenly clutched their throats, as if trying to remove a hand that had taken hold of them. I knew they couldn't, but it was just the warning I needed.

I looked up, bent me knees, and vaulted upward, grabbing hold of a long coiled tube while Malak, Juhani and Jolee searched the room. Juhani suddenly looked up, her eyes locking with mine. For a moment I feared I had been discovered. But she did not tell Malak, she merely turned back to him, and a few moments later they left the room. I dropped down, and slowly crept after them, back up the elevator, following the trail of death Malak left behind him.

I was delayed for a time by three Dark Jedi looking to make a name for themselves (obviously they didn't realize I was now training next to the Dark Lord's apprentice). I made short work of all three of them with a variety of Force and lightsaber attacks alike.

By the time I caught up with Malak, I found my way blocked by a Force-sealed door, and Juhani and Jolee. Jolee ignited his lightsaber (he obviously knew I was no longer on his side), only to be hit in the back of the head by the end of Juhani's lightsaber hilt.

"Hurry," She said. "Jolee and I could not get the door opened, but neither of us was using the Dark Side. I think that is what is needed to unseal it." I nodded, and we took each other's hands, both of us focusing the Dark Side of the Force at the sealed door.

With a click, the seal broke, and the door slid open, just in time for us to see Malak throw a flash grenade at Bastila. It exploded in her face and she was thrown backwards into the wall.

"You should have taken my offer Bastila." Malak said, pulling her lightsaber into his hand and activating it. "You should have joined me. Now you will see the power of a true Sith."

Both Juhani and I leapt forward, red lightsabers bursting to life. Kayle spun around just in time to block our synchronized attacks. He raised a hand and threw us both backwards against the wall.

"Juhani? Another traitor." He snarled. "I'll kill all three of you." He raised his hand, and three jets of dark orange energy shot out. One hit Bastila, one hit Juhani, and the last hit me.

All three of us cried out in pain as new and old wounds opened across our body, Malak stealing away our life to preserve his.

And then it all stopped. Through blurred eyes, I saw Malak, looking around, searching for the source of the interference. I tried to look as well, but before I got a chance a terrifying voice echoed within the walls of the Star Forge.

"I tire of this game, Malak!" The voice echoed. You have been a thorn in my side from the moment you attempted to betray me." I recognized the voice now; it was Revan. "You made a mistake coming here, my old friend."

"I am more powerful then you ever were, Revan!" Malak shouted. "My command over the Dark Side is greater then it ever was before."

"And that is your greatest weakness!" Revan's voice answered. "You could never accept that in order to achieve true power one must embrace the Force as a whole. That is why, here on the Star Forge, I will kill you!" Revan stepped into the command centre. "You will not escape me this time, you traitorous worm!"

She leapt high into the air, emerald green lightsaber blazing to life as she met Malak momentarily in the air. Their lightsabers crossed, and they both kicked, pushing off each other. Revan slowed herself with the Force and landed softly on the ground, while Malak's feet met the wall and he flipped off, landing feet first on the floor of the command centre.

The lack of conflict lasted about ten seconds before the two Sith charged each other.

Revan

I blocked his first attack, ducked under the first, then Force-jumped/back-flipped over the third. Then I began my own assault, a second blade shooting down the left sleeve of my battle robes and into my hand, the crimson-red blade blazing to life. I feigned a slash at his shoulder with my green lightsaber, and then swung wide with the red one, grazing his shoulder before he managed to roll out of the way.

Bastila, Dustil and Juhani were obviously either too beaten to help or had enough common sense to know not to. This was a battle between Malak and myself, and any interference would be a distraction more then help.

I blocked his attempted attack at my shoulder, and backed away from the second. Then I fired a wave of Force lightning at him. He blocked the lightning with his lightsaber, though with some difficulty. I stopped the attack and lunged forward before he had a chance to recover, using the Force to speed my movements. He only barely managed to block all of my attacks, and then only most of them. I got in a few, and pretty soon there were quite a few lightsaber burns along his chest, and a long burn down his arm.

"The end is near, Malak, can you feel it?" I asked as our lightsabers locked.

"Your end maybe." Malak snarled. He pushed away from me and charged forward, spinning Bastila's lightsaber in a wide circle in front of him, burning the metal of the floor as he did.

I pulled my hand back, and calling upon the Force, and then thrust it forward again, releasing a wave of Force energy to shove him back. He seemed prepared for it, and wasn't thrown back as hard as I had wished, but it still did enough to slow him down.

I closed my eyes while he recovered, and I wrapped myself in the light and the darkness, like I did on Dodonna's ship. "The Sith Code says 'Through Victory my Chains are Broken'. I don't believe that is completely true."I said. "Only by accepting the Force, all of the Force, as a whole can one truly break free, truly gain power." I opened my eyes as he charged at me. "And now it's time to show you what true power is all about."

Just as I had sped up the molecules in the air as an example for Bastila, I sped up the molecules in the air once more. But this time I focused them, and directed them, faster and faster, further and further. Light and darkness used together; and then I fired it all at Malak and one blast of translucent-multicoloured energy.